This is a picture taken of me (please ignore my cool outfit and spiral perm) and my baby brother, Peter. He was just a few days old. I used to call him my little nugget or my little peanut. He was just so darn cute. I was such a proud big sister!Who ever said it would get easier, lied. I think it gets harder every day. Each day I miss him a little more.
Tonight I found one of Supin's fish in distress. I was pretty sure he was dying. I think Supin felt really bad because he would not take the fish out of the tank until I walked away. I was just stunned to see the fish dying. I mean, I know it's just a stinkin' fish but I almost started crying. He must have seen it on my face. How pathetic....a stupid sucker fish got me all emotional.
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OH Tiff, you will see that it will never ever go away but it will become a bit more...whats the word...immune to it I guess. I think of my dad every day...every single day. Simplest things remind me of him but don't puddle up as much anymore. Given, it was 5 years ago since he passed but time will only help. Not heal, but help. Hang in there. It is still very fresh so it will get harder before it gets "better". Not better but you know what I mean. The hardest is the loved one's birthday that passes and holidays. I know the feeling truely. Only a phone call away if you have a breaking moment.
Why you call my "Walter" just a stinkin' stupid fish?! It was sad when he died b/c I had him for 2 years. And it's worse when I don't know what killed him.
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